Disclaimer and A/N: The Walt Disney Company owns the rights to the series Kim Possible. I receive nothing for my dalliances. I will be using the name and physical description of the character Major Motoko Kusanagi. She is from the 'Ghost In The Shell' series created by Masamune Shirow and is the property of he, Kodansha Ltd, Bandai Visual Co. Ltd and Manga Entertainment Co. Kim and Ron are at Yamanouchi for some training but events are escalating quickly with his Mystical Monkey Power. Our two teen heroes have just faced off with Monkey Fist and his legion of ninja monkeys.
Chapter 8 Picking Up The Pieces
Kim struggled through the pain, trying to stand. She rested for a second when she got as far as her hands and her one good knee. Suddenly she was raised bodily, her left arm slung over the raven hair of a white clad figure. "Let me help you to the bench Kim-san," Yori said wearily.
"No, take me to Ron!" Kim pleaded.
The two hobbled and hopped to the white figure that was slowly rolling, side to side, on the ground. Kim collapsed next to him sending a shock of pain from the injured knee, up her leg and across her back. She winced but managed to balance on her good knee and one hand while she gingerly examined Ron's legs. Black powder burns charred the front of the short white pant legs of his gi. She also found a few holes in the fabric. She probed through the openings and found small pellets slightly embedded in the skin. Kim looked up at Yori. "He received burn that are minor but there are some small fragments that hit him."
Yori looked around the courtyard at the white figures that were rising. "I will get someone with a Kusuribin in case the fragments are poison, but I must first go find Master Sensei."
Kim smiled. "Go find Sensei, I'll get the medical kit." Kim struggled but ended up seated on the ground again.
"That is not necessary," Sensei said as he approached. "I will tend to Stoppable-san. Yori will check your leg." The old man knelt next to Ron and opened the can of medical supplies. "By the way Possible-san, that was a very nice GWA move you put on that last monkey ninja."
"GWA?" Ron said and perked up. "Kim pulled a pro wrestling move?"
"I did?" Kim blushed.
"Yes. I believe Pain King calls it his Super Hyper Elbow Slammer Jammer."
Everyone but Kim laughed. Kim's blush deepened and she turned her head. Ron laid back down and visibly winced in sharp pain.
"Master Sensei," Yori chirped, "you are injured too."
"It is but a scratch. I will bandage it in a minute. Get a light over here so I may see."
Yori raced over to the garden and pulled a lantern on a tall pole out of the ground. She ran back and held the light for Sensei.
"There ain't no poison in the pellets," Ron said weakly, his eyes closed. "How are you doing Kim?"
"Oh, I'm doing just great," she said sarcastically. "I think my knee is dislocated, that's all."
"How about you Yori?" Ron asked, his voice getting stronger.
"I will be alright, though I believe my kidney might be bruised."
Ron slowly raised himself onto one elbow. "So we have a scratch, a kidney, a knee and what amounts to buckshot in my legs. I think we four came out pretty good. Did anyone see what happened to Monkey Fist?"
Kim shook her head. "I lost him when he threw the smoke pellets."
"I saw him," Yori chimed. "He retreated over the wall after he threw the diversions."
Ron closed his eyes. "I can sense he's about a half mile away right now." He opened his eyes and smiled his goofy smile. "And he's got a sore jaw and a few broken ribs to boot." Ron tried to sit up but collapsed back to the ground. "Boy, that fight really took it out of me."
"Your fight with Monkey Fist only lasted five seconds, Ron-san," Yori said, looking on.
"Five Seconds!" Ron yelped as he sat up in astonishment. "I feel like I went ten round with a rampaging rogue elephant!"
"You were fighting at hyper speed Stoppable-san," Sensei informed him. "If you two did not have the Power, your fight would of lasted two or three minutes."
"Well, at least we got a couple of the Prophesies out of the way," Ron sighed as his grin reappeared.
"Yeah," Kim sighed. "I was a bit overwhelmed when I save all the monkey ninjas sitting on the wall."
"Me also Kim-san," Yori said weakly.
Ron reached over and grabbed Sensei's injured arm. His hand glowed blue for a few seconds before he released the elder gentleman. "Now you won't have to patch up that arm," Ron said. "Sorry I can't repair the sleeve. I was never good with a needle and thread." He looked over at the two girls. "Yori, you're next." Yori sat down next to Ron. "Where does it hurt?" he asked her.
Her hand reached back and indicated the spot. "Right here." Ron's finger's glowed a lighter shade of blue as he touched the spot. Ten seconds later the glow faded as Ron's breathing became labored and he fell back to the ground.
"Ron!" Kim yelled and crawled to his side.
"Possible-san, he will be alright," Sensei said softly. "He just needs some rest and regain his strength. But as for you," he frowned a little, "we need to examine your knee and set it if necessary." He turned to the raven haired woman. "Yori-san, you will attend to Kim-san's injury then help her to her room. I will see to Stoppable-san."
"Hai, Master Sensei," Yori answered, stood and bowed. She went to Kim and gingerly probed the area around the knee. She looked Kim in the eye and said flatly, "It is dislocated." Yori looked around and called out, "Motoko-san. Will you assist me please." A young woman with lavender colored hair approached. "Kim-san, this is Motoko Kusanagi. She is Kunoichi. A female ninja like myself."
The two women of Yamanouchi picked Kim up and carried her to a bench under a lantern. "I'll use acupuncture to lessen the pain," Motoko said rolling up the pant leg. "Then we'll be able to put the joint back into place. Just lay back." Kim laid back on the stone slab as Motoko rubbed her hands together. She procured a needle from her wristband and stuck Kim in her thigh above the wounded knee. Three other needles went next to the first. Finally Motoko pushed two fingers hard into Kim's neck and shoulder. "We are ready now."
Yori stood above Kim's head and held a hand over her eyes. "Despite the acupuncture, this will be most uncomfortable Kim-san. Prepare yourself." Yori looked at Motoko, "I will hold her down when you are ready."
Motoko nodded to Yori and grabbed Kim's leg below the knee. Yori leaned down and laid across Kim's upper body, pinning her to the bench. The violet haired woman massaged the side of the calf muscle she held then grasped it firmly and yanked and twisted.
Kim's scream was muffled by Yori's body but was still very audible to everyone in the courtyard. "KIM!" Ron screamed and sat up. Sensei firmly pushed him back, prone to the ground.
"Stoppable-san, I told you she will be O.K.," Sensei reassured his patient. "Now stay still while I take off your pants. I must remove the fragments in your legs."
"Man!" Ron whined. "I thought I was through loosing my pants during a mission." He allowed Sensei to remove the slightly charred gi pants exposing his beloved Godzilla boxers. He looked up at Sensei. "Ah, is there any damage to the monster?"
The older man checked around and answered, "No Stoppable-san, and your boxer shorts are unharmed too." The white haired gentleman smirked at Ron.
"That's not what I... very funny Sensei," Ron sarcastically said.
"A bit of levity is always welcome when one will be undergoing trauma," Sensei chimed as he retrieved the tweezers from the medical kit. "Are you ready or would you like something to ease the pain?"
Ron laid his head on the ground. "Go ahead and get it over with."
Master Sensei quickly went to work and within two minutes had dug all the shard from Ron's skin. Ron's sweaty brow, dirty hands and the furrows plowed in the hard packed ground spoke volumes as to what Ron endured. Sensei applied some ointment to the wounds and bandaged the damage before he snapped his fingers. Two white clad lithe figures, their own wounds wrapped, appeared next to Sensei. "Take him to his room before you retire," he ordered.
The two picked Ron up and carried him to the dorm, laying him on his bed before disappearing. Rufus scampered unsteadily into the room, his tail and one leg had white wrappings tied tight around them. "Rufus!" Ron yelled, "you're alright." Rufus ran up Ron's body and hugged his cheek. "Sorry I lost track of you during the fight, buddy. How did you do?"
"Monkey ninja, Bleck!" the naked mole rat said, then pantomimed some chops and kick before limping. "I got one!"
"Me too, buddy." Ron said softly. "I only fought one opponent and fair about as good as you."
"Is that you Ron?" Kim yelped as she hopped through the adjoining door from her room. She plopped down next to him with a thud.
"Kimbo! How's the knee?" Ron asked as Rufus jumped off his shoulder and snuggled into the floor mat at their feet.
Kim winced a bit. "My knee feels about the same as my shoulder did after we fought Blackout in Germany, but I took out four of the monkey ninja. That eases the pain a little. How are you doing?"
"I feel like a hunk of swiss cheese and I'm totally wiped out," Ron smiled, "but other than that I'm Kosher." He looked at his hand that barely glowed blue. "Sorry I can't help you right now, but my healing Power is tapped."
Kim snuggled into his arms and laid her head on his chest. "That's alright, I can live with a little pain for a while." Her hand snaked into his gi and a finger doodled on his chest. "As long as we're together." Silence fell over the three as they laid on the mat bed.
After a minute or two Kim finally queried, "What went on between you and Monkey Fist? I watched the whole thing and you were amazing but you didn't start your fight until the rest of the battle was over."
Ron took a deep breath and let it out slowly. ""It's hard to describe KP." He paused to gather his thoughts. "I guess you could say we were battling with our minds before we fought with our bodies. It... it was amazing, really. We were everywhere and nowhere at once, grappling for superiority." He took another deep cleansing breath. "Then, suddenly, we were back in our bodies and going at it like cats and dogs."
Kim leaned up and kissed his lips. "Whatever happened, you did good." She gave him another kiss.
"No KP," Ron said, his goofy grin shone weakly, "WE did good." They snuggled together and quickly fell asleep.
Outside, Sensei directed his students as they disposed of the bodies of fallen monkey ninja from the battle field. He glanced up to the window of our two teen heroes. At first a light blue color barely bled from the room. By the time the cleanup concluded, the blue glow coming from the room almost lit up the courtyard.
Bowing his head slightly, Master Sensei smiled broadly for the first time in a long time.